I'm really not a Daoist!

Chapter 164 Queen Xiao: I want to suppress you
Not long after Ji Bofu returned to Zhuojun, the news that the Yaozu was about to return spread throughout the entire Kyushu within a few days, and all the forces in the entire Kyushu knew the news.

At first, people just thought it was a rumor spread by someone with good intentions.

It wasn't until Li Jiancheng, the prince of Li Tang, visited an old antique that he confirmed the accuracy of the news, but people still had some doubts.

Later, after Baiyun Temple, Sanyang Temple, Shangqing School and other Daomen all released the news, people were still skeptical. It was not until someone from Longhu Mountain came out to confirm the news that everyone really believed the news that the Yaozu was about to return.

With the incomparable hustle and bustle in Kyushu in the past few days, the most discussed topic is when will the Yaozu return?
What kind of attitude should the monster race get along with the human race, and how should the human race deal with this situation!

Ji Bofu, who was far away in the Zhuojun manor, also received the news, but he knew far more news than others, at least the news that the ancient gods would return was unknown to others.

He guessed that the major gates hid the news in order not to cause unrest.

He has never underestimated the Daoist sects from the beginning to the end. Although the Master saved the six old Taoist masters of the Daoist sect in the First Battle of the Wilderness, he is not blind. Although there is panic, but there is no panic. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they still have a backhand.

What's more, the Daoist sects have been passed down in Kyushu for many years, so there must be foundations in the sects.

It doesn't make sense for him to have such a proud son of Master in Taiping Dao, while other sects will not have one or two proud sons of heaven. Maybe there is no such thing in this era, but there must be one in the previous era.

Even if there are unknown ascensions among them, there must be old antiques left behind.

"Prosperous times? Troubled times?"

Is there anyone in this era who can swim against the current in troubled times?

He has been thinking about this problem in the past few days. No matter in prosperous or troubled times, there are heroes who rise against the tide, but in this era, he seems to be the only one who is the most dazzling young man.

He is the champion of the younger generation, and no one dares to criticize him. Since his debut, he has always faced the strong players of the previous generation.

From the time he came down from the mountain to now, all the younger generations he had seen were inferior to him in cultivation, and none of them could impress him.

"Could it be that Master Dao is the son of destiny in this era?"

An absurd idea appeared in Ji Bofu's mind. Since there is no Son of Destiny in this era, is it possible that he is the Son of Destiny in this era?

"No, Master Dao should not be the Son of Destiny. The false Son of Destiny stands on the top of the clouds and overlooks all living beings. The real Son of Destiny has gone through ups and downs and defeated all obstacles in front of him.

Dao Lord was born in a bit of a bumpy time, but with the protection of the Myriad Gods Illustrated Book, he did not die in the great river. After going down the mountain, although it was not smooth sailing, he did not encounter any setbacks to beat Dao Master to the ground.

So... Master Dao is the false Son of Destiny? "

Ji Bofu's eyes widened, feeling inexplicably that the thoughts in his heart were a little absurd.

"No, Master Dao is a Daozi of Taiping who is rooted in Zhengmiaohong. Whether it is a false Son of Destiny or a real Son of Destiny, I have nothing to do with it."

Ji Bofu slumped down on the futon, lying back slightly agitated.

The aura between heaven and earth became more and more violent, and even the originally gentle vitality of heaven and earth was filled with a hint of violence. The return of the monster race not only made people panic, but also raised the threshold of practice a lot.

boom!
"Look at the fist!!"

A yell sounded in the quiet courtyard, and a hot wave rushed towards him, and a red dress rushed towards him like a phoenix soaring in the sky.

Ji Bofu yawned, sat up and stretched out his left hand to hold his white fist, and stretched out his right hand to wrap around the slender and soft waist and hugged the future man tightly in his arms.

The roiling heat wave dissipated, and Empress Xiao lay in his arms reclining in white clothes.

pop~
Ji Bofu turned his body around and slapped him.

Empress Xiao lay on Ji Bofu's lap, mist rose in her eyes but she remained silent.

Ji Bofu turned him around and held him in his arms, "When did you break through to the great master?"

Empress Xiao put her face on Ji Bofu's chest, listening to his slow heartbeat, said: "I just broke through, did the flames burning on my body look good just now?"

Ji Bofu rolled his eyes and said: "The flames from the birth of the Son of Heaven's martial arts are the magical powers of attack that no one can ask for, but the empress only cares about whether it looks good or not."

Empress Xiao looked up at Ji Bofu's smooth chin and asked curiously: "Isn't it said that monks are physically weak? How can you still easily neutralize my offensive when I am already a great master?"

Ji Bofu hugged Empress Xiao casually and said: "I am not an ordinary cultivator, I am a Qi refiner. Although I focus on Qi training, I will not let go of the physical body. Any road to the end is a double cultivation of life.

In fact, my physical body is not weak, it’s just that I haven’t practiced boxing and kicking. In terms of physical strength alone, I am still in the realm of a great master, but my cultivation level in life is far higher than yours. Offensive is no problem! ! "

Empress Xiao gently stroked Ji Bofu's cheek, regretfully said: "Then how long will I have to practice before I can suppress you?"

Ji Bofu said with a ridiculous face: "Why are you suppressing me?"

Empress Xiao said: "You must have a goal when you practice martial arts. In the past, it was for survival. Now that you have no worries about your life, you naturally need a goal. Otherwise, I will definitely slack off after a long time!!"

Ji Bofu said speechlessly: "Then you should work hard, wait until you cultivate to the realm of martial arts and immortality, and after you cultivate to the realm of immortality, you will be able to easily suppress me!!"

After thinking about it, he decided to set Empress Xiao's goal a little higher. It's better to have a higher cultivation base. Only a higher cultivation base can survive in this troubled world.

If the Yaozu didn't return, he would naturally be able to protect Empress Xiao, but now that the Yaozu is about to return, he may not be able to protect Empress Xiao if there is an emergency.

He has always understood a truth, he is not invincible, whether it was before or now, but in the past, his power was too strong, so he was able to deter some youngsters.

But it will be different in the future. He doesn't have the slightest prestige in front of the Yaozu and the ancient gods, and he doesn't think his reputation can hold down the Yaozu and those ancient gods.

Especially when he was famous among the Yaozu and the ancient gods.

When he encounters danger, he can ask his master to take action, but if Empress Xiao is in danger, the master will most likely not take action.

He had a vague feeling that Master seemed to dislike Empress Xiao a little bit.
(End of this chapter)